Best Noes Poems
LOVE
Love is just four letter Word
But sometimes acts as double edged sword
When you're in Love , it feels so good
Keeps you in Happy and joyful mood
Heart beats with a slower rate
Sleeps the thing the body hate
But when love tries to go away
Makes life take turns in Opposite lay
Tearing eyes and the soaring noes
You become lonely And friends be foes
Walking down the lane you think
Lifes like the Sun that sink
Shows you day and brings harmful night
Fate comes down like a dropping kite
So,
Being Lonely a good thing may be
As,
Love is not just everyones BABY.
------YASHU
Contact.
I live for it.
Whether it is of the eyes or a pleasant scent to the noes.
This contact could be as simple as landing in your presence
like an alien landing on earth I want to explore your herbs.
Contact.
It puts my senses on overload.
Contact like my lips hungrily reaching yours.
I crave for it.
I've dreamt of it.
Body to body contact.
Mind to mind contact.
Contact through a text or a phone call.
The moment my eyes see that blush of color
on your face sends a message of contact to my brain
saying that you want the same type of contact I've been hoping for.
So what is next after that type of confirmation?
The contact of the door hitting the lock and
than the contact of skin on top of skin.
And the heat of our body temperatures rising.
I have made contact.
SONG OF ANALOG MAN
Don't blog.
Sing in analog.
Log-off in space.
Wasted time!
In machine rhyme.
Holding data in your face.
Past, heart shaped locket.
Present, gear and shinny sprocket.
Pendulum stops in place.
Time machine,speaks tick-tock.
Strings and loops, in quantum flick-flock.
Trying to save the human race.
What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that
we hold dear.
Endless stream of
one and zip.
Baked in a Pi
of Delta whip.
Here today and gone tomorrow.
Cry into your programed sorrow.
You are not, Computer Ace.
Find the F key, find the trouble.
Hit a key, and now it's double.
All else fails, report your case.
Don't throw ExBasic fits here!
Count the gigs to megabits dear.
Do your Loop in nested trace.
Forgot to multiply
the chain.
Did this really cook
your brain?
The functions solved for X and Y,
thrown a curve you won't embrace.
What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that
we hold dear.
Endless stream
of one and zip.
Baked in a Pi
of Delta whip.
A swirl of chips and funny numbers.
Formulas, our life encumbers.
Are we truly lost in place?
Can we backtrack and count our fingers?
Toes and noes, the feeling lingers.
Of pendulums, and golden lockets,
and crystals used for mama's vase.
He wants a song, to strum guitar strings.
Don't complicate, the how to live things.
Digital, can we erase?
Analog he really savors.
No prologue to quantum favors.
Do away and please efface!
What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that
we hold dear.
Endless stream
of one and zip.
Baked in a Pi
of Delta whip.
By Edlynn Nau
As the tides roll in the salty smell,
I stand by the sea and know all is well.
For the sound of the waves and the twilight sky,
Calms my soul, and knows peace is nigh.
And the reflection of the moon in the sea,
Makes all the darkness inside me flee.
And the sound of the crickets inside my head,
Makes me feel like I'm back in bed.
They entertain the turtles, slugs and sand,
Them in their little cricket jazz band.
Then, the feeling of wet sand on my toes,
And the smell of the sea flowing in my noes,
Then I see the glow of morning over the horizon,
And peace fills my soul, the sun is rising.
Then the cool sea breeze fills my hair,
And as I look at the sky, I know dawn is near.
Then slowly, the crickets stop.
And the moon and stars begin to drop.
Soon the sky will fill with light,
So kiss goodbye the starry night.
Kiss goodbye the stars and moon,
For those white peppered flecks will be gone soon.
And as the darker sky turns to gray,
You must soon get ready for day.
Genome
I roam.
Passed down
Types known.
From face
From grace.
From eyes
From pies.
From hair
From air.
From skin
From grin.
From shape
From tape.
From noes
From knows.
From height
From right.
From head
From bed.
From hands
From stands.
From voice
From noise.
From health
From stealth.
From lips
From quips.
From cheeks
From peeks.
From joints
From points.
From tongue
From young.
From feet
From meet.
From taste
From waste.
From ears
From tears.
I float
above it all
my eyes closed
my heart wide open
fingers crossed
breathing slow.
Calmly I try not to
get immersed in you.
your aura surrounds me
just like purfume
and it's far too personal
for me at least.
I'd give anything for
this urge to cease.
It's calling to me
and even the bees
can sense your honey
they flock to you like
congress men to money.
I even tried plugging up my noes
and standing on my tippy toes
so that I wouldn't fall unbeknownst.
But you, look what you do to me.
I counted to ten and damn it all till
infinity. Can't you see what loving
you does to me?
Inhaling her scent
Nuzzling behind her ear
Tickling unfair
Her breath uneven
Exhales almost like a sigh
Mercilessly
Only saying ‘no’
Only really meaning ‘yes’
Despite her intents
Focused are my eyes
Only looking into her hers
Rejecting her noes
Losing herself just
One more time, then once again
Virtuous passion
Endlessly caressed
Aggressively entangled
Giving herself up
Against her best intent
Intending to resist me
Nightly—just a game
I hate Spring
I hate Summer
My noes runs
Like a marathon runner
My eyes water
And they're red
My head aches
I need Sudafed
I feel deprived
Of outdoor fun
For I get an attack
When I see the sun
I had a shot
I still have allergies
All I want
Is not to sneeze
All my outdoor
Days are gone
Sometimes I even wish
I could mow the lawn
The worst for me
Is unloading hay
For my allergies last
Throughout the day
During school
I can't concentrate
My eyes hurt so bad
I can't see straight
So with this poem
I beg Mother Nature please
Can You control
My Allergies?!
My
eyes see.
My
ears hear.
My
skin feels.
My
noes smells
My
mouth tastes.
My
brain interprets.
Information.
It’s all
information.
Energy.
Vibrations.
The view.
The sound.
The breeze.
The cupcake.
The oder.
All information.
Chemical,
electrical stimulus.
No brain
to process.
No reality
to experience.
All vibrations.
All energy
to interpret.
Everything
is energy.
Everything
is vibrations.
No brain
no reality.
The Universe
a field
of energy,
a
realm of
vibrations.
Including us.
Vibrations
interpreting
vibrations.
Energy
interpreting
energy.
Energy
never dies
it simply
changes
vibration.
I have a large
closed safe
with the noes
that I received...
and a delicate
box with
the yeses i won...
It is thirty degrees
My toes, they freeze.
My noes, it sneeze
My knees, they freeze.
It is too cold,
I'm not that bold,
The Atlantic Seas,
All things it sees.
Old ladies tease
Their hair so
It'll freeze.
I'm A Poet and I Know It
Magic is it possible I can feel this feeling when i'm next to you.
I feel free from problems from all the issues and then I come back and your no where
to be found.
No I yell this was my chance but it was only a dream and I can't stop
crying.
It felt so real, how did they know I grabbed on to my sheets real hard
because my dreams are just teasing me.
Another poem about that past love that you can never forget, it's like a knife being
stuck straight in my heart I can't feel the pain because the love was never there in the
first place.
It hurts so bad and sometimes it doesn't I can almost remember a time when I wasn't
this stuck to him.
It was a time for carelessness and a time for laughs I didn't have this memory yet
and i'm starting to think i'm going mad.
Sometimes I feel like deleting this one thing that keeps me focused on you like a kid
on candy.
I feel like I could never move on... it's funny how hearing you name could make me
feel all over again.
The worst part about this is that it never got finished and I wanted to hear the rest
of the song.
Lonely, A funny word sometimes it's laughable sometimes it's a crying
tantrum spilled moment.
A cloud has been hanging over my head for nearly forever dark and thundering
shooting rain down my noes making me lose breath and lose focus.
Calling, shouting, beating, bleeding then the cloud finally lifts and I can't help
missing it.
It tortured me and made me feel weak and now that's it's gone I can't
help screaming for the rain.
Come back to me I say honestly I was fine getting
soaked but it's gone and all I can see is blue skies and that lonely remembrance
that I am alone.
Long, golden hair
flowing, springing in
air
Chuckle, little care
whispering, gleeming at
...
at her teddy bear
swing, high up
and up and up
TEDDY! LOOK!
LOOK AT THE SKY!
slow, lower and lower
tippy toes
wrinkled noes
there she goes
COME ON TEDDY BEAR!
Love is young in the morning as the sun rises
The scenery is calm and attractive
Energy you have to set objective
Your teeth have grown sharp
Nothing you cannot organize
Words, and lyrics feed your dream
To the moon, you will drive your lover
In a day, you will build her a castle
Cities in a wink, you will destroy
Her dreams you will materialize
Cos young love you are in the sunrise
Green is everywhere to observe
No-noes in life you see
Children you will produce
Mountains and hills you will move
Seas and oceans you will dry
Black you will change in white
Into hot, cold you will turn
As the sun sets, you then understand the truth
For all glories and ventures, you enjoyed
Lies and truths you combined
To later find you were erroneous
But indeed that was time
To express your love, you used to kiss her
Today, you are toothless and no time to mess
And so morning grows into evening
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
the faith of a musterd seed
findly took hold
grabed me
pulled me in a surging shock cruent
I felt it
I could not release it
so overwelming
the sharp imiges
vioces from above and below
white light chaseing my crown like a throbing train
the fire weald up inside me
and my noes began to bleed
I saw truth as it was
each lie as a lie
my demons all lined up
crying for my retrun
beging and persuading my down fall
with a beam of light
they disapaired